"It's cool," Spencer said, twisting towards Gerard. He didn't miss Gerard going for his wand, and smiled slightly. "I think, uh -- she's trying to show dominance or something? Right now, we're all her planty little subjects. Until she gets hungry again, then we're just a meal."
He tilted his head to the side, asked, "How are you going, anyway?" There had to be a nicer way to ask any particular reason why you're so jumpy? but Spencer couldn't think of it, settling on, "No more house elf invasions? Do you even have enough socks to fight them off?"